Can't sleep
Couldn't sleep last night
memory's raging threw my head
thought i could not win the fight
but woke up thinking again about the things you said
Sitting at the table, eating
trying not to think of you
the thoughts in my head, want to stop the beating
can't admit to myself all this is threw
Sitting here in front of the tv
afraid of what i might think and dream tonight
wish you could be mine or just be free
but all i cane do to ease the pain is write...
memory's raging threw my head
thought i could not win the fight
but woke up thinking again about the things you said
Sitting at the table, eating
trying not to think of you
the thoughts in my head, want to stop the beating
can't admit to myself all this is threw
Sitting here in front of the tv
afraid of what i might think and dream tonight
wish you could be mine or just be free
but all i cane do to ease the pain is write...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Elientjen: | Woensdag, maart 30, 2005 15:47 |
| Keep on writing I would say... wat ik ook zzou zeggen zal er niet voor zorgen dat je je beter of anders gaat voelen, daarom hou ik het hier maar bij : je kan altijd op me rekenen ! mooie reflectie van je denken, blijven schrijven, eens zullen er wel mooiere gedachten uit je pen voortvloeien... Heel veel liefs en dikke knuf, Elien xxx |
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| zanna-marie: | Woensdag, maart 30, 2005 09:25 |
| heel mooi,,,,, | |
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| Auteur: The_seconde | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 maart 2005 | ||
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